It's perfectly obvious that Cordelia can see whatever it is you are planning. Like you said...nothings ever not happening.
[also deadpan af. but rather than an attempt at something snarky or spiteful its just void of anything that churns within a person.]
The girl, the plans, the whipping of something greater than yourself. I didn't come to Repose for the mini quiche served each morning. Even if the spinach is a delightful distraction.